I Became a Scoundrel of a Chaebol Family-Chapter 441
“Mmgh, mmf!!”
Park Hyejeong kept trying to pull his cock out of her mouth.
Trying to make an excuse, maybe?
“Don’t waste your energy worrying. Just suck. That kind of money—hah—doesn’t mean a damn thing to me.”
“...”
Still, since he kept reassuring her, she went back to sucking his cock.
She seemed to be doing it a bit more diligently now?
“I was planning to take care of you anyway, but it’s nice to see you helping yourself. So much better when you’re flexible instead of stiff. People only soften up once they get a taste of money.”
He grabbed her by the hair and gently rocked her head. She responded more eagerly, sucking harder.
Looks like she was finally starting to relax.
By the time he was about to cum from the blowjob, they arrived at the Correctional District.
He stayed in the parked car for a moment, finished inside her mouth, and then finally got out.
“Yewon-ssi, it’s your first time here, right?”
She came up next to him, still covering her mouth, and swallowed the rest of his cum before replying.
“Y-yes... it’s my first time.”
Yeah. First time, huh.
Park Hyejeong.
The real Heo Yewon had been here before.
Back when the former mayor of Incheon was throwing his worst tantrums and the political sphere was being torn apart by scandal, city council members and district representatives came groveling to Muyeol Land.
Among the female representatives who were brought here to offer “tribute,” one of them was Assemblywoman Heo Yewon.
But whatever. That’s not important.
Not like he was going to out her true identity just yet.
“My primary development focus is still the Namdong Industrial Complex, but I’m pouring a lot into this place too. Just in terms of size, this Muyeol Land covers about a tenth of Incheon. It’s several times larger than Namdong.”
Actually, not just several times—more like over ten times larger.
Namdong covers roughly 2.8 million pyeong, but Muyeol Land exceeds 30 million pyeong.
Even compared to Songdo Future City—Incheon’s largest urban area—it’s more than twice as big.
“What I’m saying is, the potential here is massive.”
“Y-yes....”
“See that over there? That’s the prison. You’ll get it when we go in. The bitches in there—real nasty types. Just seeing them makes my dick furious. They’re feisty. Got a nice flavor to them.”
“...”
“And over there is the new city that’ll lead Muyeol Land’s future. For now, only corporate entities are moving in. You’d know the names—starting with Biotech, Militaris, and Koryo Medical. Give it time, and Muyeol Land will become a fully self-sufficient city. Even if it were set afloat in the middle of the Pacific, it’d survive just fine.”
“Y-yes....”
Park Hyejeong nodded quietly.
She clearly had no idea why he brought her here.
“And over there... that’s what I brought Yewon-ssi here to see.”
He pointed one last time—at the tent village.
But the tents were all gone. In their place were a few hastily-built prefab structures, and construction molds were going up all over the place.
“Think of it as... a token of trust?”
“A token of... trust...?”
“Yeah. I believe in you, so I wanted to show you.”
Smiling softly, he slid an arm around her waist.
She didn’t lean into it, but she didn’t push him away either.
He led her closer, toward the tent village.
“I said it was a new city, but actually, it has another function.”
“What... function?”
“A cunt display case.”
“...Excuse me?”
“I got the idea from my wild cousin. You know those glass display cases for figures?”
“....”
“I took that concept and decided to build buildings like that.”
“What... are you talking about...?”
The words were so bizarre she couldn’t comprehend them.
Park Hyejeong asked again, her expression confused.
“You see those prefab buildings? Who do you think’s inside them?”
“....”
He whispered the truth in her ear.
That the buildings were holding female celebrities and industry workers whose market value had dropped for various reasons.
“...!!”
For someone working as a spy under the guise of patriotism and justice, this kind of revelation had to be horrifying.
She was probably seeing him as even more irredeemable now.
“Cunt display case.”
“....”
“Ah, to be exact—it’s a pseudo-cunt display. That distinction is important. There’s a world of difference between a cunt and a pseudo-cunt, even if it’s just one word.”
Of course, Park Hyejeong already knew he kept a ton of women.
The Incheon Public Security Restoration Association, where she served as an executive, was internally known as the “Cunt Association,” after all.
But she didn’t know the finer details of what happened inside Muyeol Land.
Especially not the hideous truth that the Koryo Group heir was abducting and confining women en masse.
“It used to be called the tent village. We pitched tents and had them live there. But I figured the display case concept would look nicer.”
“....”
“So now we’re putting up buildings. That new city area is kind of like... welfare housing, for the pseudo-cunts.”
“....”
“They’re still people, right? Gotta give them some pleasures in life. Don’t you agree?”
He dropped his hand from her waist and gave her ass a light pat.
She seemed uneasy—kept swallowing hard and fidgeting with her hands like she was about to throw up.
“You know why I’m being this detailed with you, right?”
“Because... you trust me...?”
“You’ve been doing your job well. From what I’ve seen so far, you’re someone I can trust. I think I can fully bring you into my fold.”
“....”
“Believe it or not, I do reward the people I bring in. And Yewon-ssi, you’re someone I personally scouted, aren’t you?”
“....”
“Now, let’s move on.”
He put the dazed Park Hyejeong back into the car.
Then he took her all around Muyeol Land, showing her things that hadn’t yet been revealed to the public.
Like the massive military harbor being built next to the docks, or the large-scale mecha maintenance facilities, or even the emergency-use military-grade airbase.
Of course, he didn’t show her truly critical secrets.
Just a glimpse of things—enough to say “this exists” or “this is what I’m doing.”
But even that made a huge difference compared to knowing nothing.
Especially for a spy like her, this was incredibly valuable intel.
If she hadn’t already realized he trusted her, she certainly would now.
That trust would embolden her—no matter which way she decided to act.
“You did good today.”
By the time he’d finished dragging Park Hyejeong around, night had fallen.
Made sense, considering how many times he’d taken her into secluded spots and fucked her along the way.
She looked utterly exhausted, worn out from being used over and over.
“Ah, I saw you’ve been spending a good bit of money. I like that. Waste it. The more you spend, the more I’ll fill you back up. That’s my joy in life—filling you up.”
Mostly with cum, but still.
“Ah... yes. Thank you.”
He gave Seunghee a glance, and she walked to the trunk and pulled out a large bag.
Roughly the size of a human torso, stuffed full of cash.
“Figured you liked cash, so I filled it with cash. Should be plenty for a while. I’ll take care of your parents’ situation too, so don’t worry about that anymore. Just keep doing what you’ve been doing. Got it?”
“! T-thank... you... for going this far...”
“I brought you in. It’s only right that I take responsibility.”
“....”
“You know the relationship between Incheon and the mainland is deteriorating, right? They’re going to split. Once that’s finalized, you won’t have to worry about appearances anymore. Sooner or later, Yewon-ssi, you’ll be able to receive open support from us, and no one will be able to say a thing. Until then, just hang in there a little longer.”
He tapped her soft cheek, then slapped her ass.
After hesitating a moment, she finally boarded the AV headed for the mainland—along with the bag of money.
“...Didn’t you show her a little too much?”
Once Park Hyejeong’s AV disappeared from view, Seunghee spoke up.
She clearly had concerns.
“She’s a spy, after all.”
“That’s why I showed her. Wasn’t it your idea in the first place? You were the one who proposed we push Park Hyejeong into the Intelligence Committee chair position.”
“That’s true, but...”
“You heard it too, ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) right? The intel team said there were no info fragments they could trace through. So we make some. We turn Incheon into the base of operations for the Abyss.”
“You think she’ll go along with it?”
“With the table set like this, wouldn’t it be weirder if she didn’t?”
A spy sent in under false pretenses not only integrated flawlessly, but earned his affection, rose to the inner circle of politics, and was now even appointed Chair of the Intelligence Committee—with direct influence over NIS operations.
Not using that would be insane.
“Park Hyejeong has no idea her cover’s been blown. And over there, they’ll never even consider that we gave her the chair position knowing she’s a spy. They’ll be emboldened.”
And once the situation escalates further—if Park Hyejeong becomes completely corrupted by capital—then she can be turned into a double agent.
In other words, there’s a satisfying aftertaste either way.
“No matter how this plays out, it’s going to be fun. Let’s just watch.”
And sure enough—just a few days later, he heard the news.
Park Hyejeong had purchased a luxury apartment in Ganghwa.
